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"you tired already brat?" the slight heaving of that last word deceives him. i look up at him from my crouched position on the opposing side of the boundary. i shake slightly at the uncomfortable sensation of sweat gliding down the spine of my back slowly.
"you sure you aren't tired yet? because it sure sounds like it," a slight chuckle escapes my lips as i watch his face turn angry in a matter of seconds, looking up at me with a scowl molding onto his features.
"i'm not a weakling like you! i could go at this all day long if i wanted to," not only do the hidden heaving breaths deceive him this time, but the quick trembling i take note of in his forearms.
"it has been all day bakugou," i glance around as the dome begins to become darker. a loud mumbling sigh echoes as the boy rushes off to the entrance, flicking on some switches.
"let's get on with some ass kicking yeah?" the boy snarls as he makes his way back over to where he stood moments ago.
my body aches as i move myself into a hunched down position. we've been sparring for the last ten hours if i had to guess, without using our quirks.
every muscle below my skin is throbbing in anticipation, waiting for bakugou's first move.
we both slowly move towards each other with our fists up. my eye catches the slight flinch in his right leg and i instantly prepare myself for the counter, throwing my forearms up to block the left side of my face.
sparring with him all day has been extremely helpful in understanding which attack he will use first. the first time i saw the flinch in his right leg i had assumed that he would attack with it, but i learned the hard way it was the other way around.
his strong leg muscles harshly contact my bruised arms and i swallow down the yelp that threatens to rip through me.
before i can think twice i grab onto his ankle, making sure to wrap my fingers around the sock area, and twist his leg so that he's face down.
i feel his weight shift as i watch him plant his hands down into the ground and shift his weight again.
this looks awfully familiar.
i let go of my grip i have on his ankle and quickly duck down before the blondes swinging legs make contact with my face.
"taking my moves now bakugou?"
"i'm not taking anything shit for brains!"
gracefully, he maneuvers his body and lands crouched on the ground. without hesitation i rush towards the boy, hoping to practice more close range attacks.
the blond swiftly stands and prepares himself for my attack. he's leaning slightly more to the right meaning he must be sore in that spot.
